Nightingale

Tristan Robert Lange


Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Life is full of seasons. This is a season of transition for me, where I will be moving with my family to a new location. As such, with much logistics to consider, I am doing my best to keep up. Please know if I accidentally don't respond, it is not because I am ghosting or becoming distant. Once things settle after the move, I am sure life will return to some normalcy. In the meantime, and always:

Read 👓, Write ✍️, Rise 🌅, Realize 🤯.

Tristan 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛
Why won’t the words come?
Blank like a cloud-filled sky—
 
Why I wonder—why?
Why can I not sing
 
Freely
 
Perched up high
In the sky,
 
A nightingale
Singing her song
 
Even when I cry.
 
© 2026 Tristan Robert Lange. All rights reserved.
First published on tristanrobertlange.com, June 2, 2026.
 
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  • Author: Tristan Robert Lange (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2026 09:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: Part of The Art of Being collection.
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Cindy, Teddy.15
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  • sorenbarrett

    Ah my friend here we have a great example of a contradiction "as blank as a cloud-filled sky" Led astray, the reader goes on. But is not a cloud filled sky full not blank? Is it you that can not sing freely or is it that you are feely perched up in the sky. I love such ambiguities for it gives such freedom of interpretation. Well done Tristan

    • Tristan Robert Lange

      Soren, what a wonderful observation. The contradiction is intentional, obviously. A cloud-filled sky can feel blank to the person searching for clear skies, just as a writer can feel wordless while still being full of thoughts and emotions. I'm glad you enjoyed the ambiguity, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🐦‍⬛

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome my friend

      • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

        good write my friend

        • Tristan Robert Lange

          Thank you, Norman, my friend. I always appreciate your support and encouragement. I'm glad this little nightingale found its song with you. 🌹🖤🙏🐦‍⬛

          • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

            it most definitely did

          • orchidee

            Doh! The sound of a glug drowned out the poor nightingale! lol.

            • Tristan Robert Lange

              Haha! Orchi, poor thing never stood a chance. One mighty glug and the entire woodland chorus packed up and went home. 🌙🐦🙏✨

              • orchidee

                Lol.

              • Thomas W Case

                Beautiful work.

              • arqios

                Several points of view and experiences threading along almost simultaneously. 🙏🕊️

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Thank you, Arqios. That's a fascinating way of putting it. I'm glad those threads spoke to you, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🐦‍⬛

                  • arqios

                    Indeed, they did; you are most welcome, friend 🕊️🙏

                  • David Wakeling

                    A beautiful cry for help.An enjoyable read mi amigo

                    • Tristan Robert Lange

                      David, writer's block is a strange beast. Sometimes the only thing left to do is write about not being able to write. 😊 Glad you enjoyed it, my friend. 🌙🐦🙏✨

                    • Teddy.15

                      I love this, full of meaning and imagery. 🌹

                      • Tristan Robert Lange

                        Thank you, dearest Teddy! Glad you enjoyed it, my friend. 🌙🐦🙏✨



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